Gabriel Batistuta. He was a spectacular No 9 - great at finding space, shooting from outside the box, good in the air. He was always a reference for me and I used to watch the way he played.

Look, there’s no rule in soccer against biting your opponent. There’s not even a rule against eating your opponent. The only rule in soccer is that you can’t use your hands.

That's the mentality - don't just play it, win it.

I worry when I can’t help the team with everything I have to offer.

We don't even get food for 2 times a day, still I didn't give up and continued to play football

It's a huge honour to wear No 7 at Liverpool. I think about the legends: Dalglish, Keegan and that Australian guy.

I lost my balance, making my body unstable and falling on top of my opponent. At that moment I hit my face against the player leaving a small bruise on my cheek and a strong pain in my teeth.

I know what my strengths are and what theirs are and what the three of us do is play for the good of the team.

In Latin America the border between soccer and politics is vague. There is a long list of governments that have fallen or been overthrown after the defeat of the national team.

I'm paying for a mistake I made

In the Premier League you never really know what is going to happen. There is very little between the teams.

For where all love is, the speaking is unnecessary

Is it useful to feel fear, because it prepares you for nasty events, or is it useless, because nasty events will occur whether you are frightened or not?

Tears is the voice of heart in pain, in absence of feelings one don't care what you share.

God’s promise is to save the church and all who loves him

If it comes down to you or the program that decision was made long ago.

When you're happy, you don't count the years.

I really want to try to explore the characters from angles you've never seen and keep them classic and iconic.

A gentleman can never have too many bow ties.

You can't save a person who doesn't want to be saved. It was like Mr. Eddie always told the new gardeners: Everybody's got to kill their own snakes.

Let me rest in Your will and be silent. Then the light of Your joy will warm my life. Its fire will burn in my heart and shine for Your glory. This is what I live for. Amen, amen.